I.
You, wholly holy; we, ever so lowly
Slip on limestones bearing your name
Winter winds whip our brollies
As we boldly, with folly
Venture out to the streets in the rain
Yet your sun's more unworldly
Harsh gold rays broil slowly
Through the Mid Eastern summer's domain
And though your fate seems lonely
We who are yours know
Only
The truest of passions are pain
II.
I-
Live you and love you
I'm in and I'm of you
Your hilltops have
ruined my knees
I've-
Found naught above you
But should I unglove you
How bloodied would your
knuckles be?
III.
Yerushalayim
a city of two
peaces
at war
peace
rooted
in wholeness
completeness completely
sundered and some dare
to brandish those plowshares
not plowing, not sharing, not caring
that their swords were beaten
out of shape for a reason
not for men to be beaten
broadsided by the flat sides
pierced through to their insides
ruptured
ruptured
peaces begging
begging begging isn't
peace the beginning
isn't
peace
rooted
in wholeness
begging isn't
IV.
Plead 'next year in Jerusalem'
That loss to our children remain unknown
We've yearned ev'rywhere and always
Here we belong; the Jews' hearts' one true home
Your rhythmic rhymes stretch space and time
A new bridge of chords; an old wall of stones
Plead 'next year in Jerusalem'
That loss to our children remain unknown
V. haiku
Could she possibly
lose you, blissfully skipping
downhill to preschool?
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I like all the verses. Very evocative.
thank you so much – you have much more experience writing poetry than I do. I appreciate your feedback.
You are good. Just keep writin. You have the sense and the sensibility..
Take care.
thank you so much